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She lowers her hands from where they grip the counter-top and strokes them down her thighs. I step back—just enough to give her room, to give myself a better view. Fuck, she’s exquisite. Desire thrums through me, tightening up my muscles; my cock straining against my zipper, painful, ready.
Slowly she ruches up the fabric of her dress, taking it higher and higher, until the black lace of her knickers comes into view.
‘Show me.’ The repeated command scrapes out of me, hoarse with need and the worry that at any moment she will stop. I don’t want her to. I don’t want this crazy state of need ever to ebb.
She hooks her fingers into the waistband of her knickers and eases them down her thighs.
‘That’s enough.’
She pauses mid-thigh, her eyes lifting to mine, the burn of her need blazing in their depths.
‘Step wider.’
She straightens, and the sight of her spreading her legs is almost my undoing. I groan as my cock bucks painfully inside my trousers.
‘Now show me.’
She lowers her fingers to part herself for me, those fingers delving in deep and coming out coated in her wetness. I drag in a breath and watch as she pulls her fingers back over her clit, her hips rolling into the move. She moans softly, her eyes fluttering closed.
‘No, Lexi, no... Look at me.’
I want no other man to be in her head. I want it to be me. Always me.
Her breathing is erratic, hitched like my own, but she does exactly as I command, her eyes locking with mine as her climax builds with the tempo of her fingers. The lace band of her knickers bites into her thighs as her legs widen and lock, her other hand flying out to grip the marble top.
‘Cain... Cain...’
My name pants from her lips. She’s close, so close, and I realise I want to taste her. I want to capture her release with my tongue, my mouth.
I’m already stepping forward and dropping to my knees. I urge away her fingers so that I can surround her with my mouth. Fuck, she tastes so damn good. So perfect. So right.
Seven years fall away. There’s no pain, no hurt...only this. Our bond.
She cries out above me, the pleasure-filled sound ringing through the room, her hands forking through my hair, harried, desperate.
‘Yes, Cain, yes.’
I look up, see her eyes on me, the flush to her skin, the waves as they roll through her body. And I know this is all for me. That no matter our past, no matter what they shared together, we have this. We still have this.
And now I want so much more.
CHAPTER NINE
‘TELL ME, LEXI, did he make you feel like this...?’
I rock back against the counter, my body and mind shaken by what’s just happened—what I let happen and what I did, driven by his perverse questioning, his need to compare and contrast.
I should have stopped him.
I should have come clean there and then, in the midst of our argument.
Instead I became lost in his lascivious game, his words, his command.
And where does it leave us now? Where does it leave me and what I need to tell him?
Slowly, he slips my underwear back into place, his stubble grazing against the inside of my thighs as he traces sweet kisses over the sensitive skin. My legs tremble, my body quakes. I daren’t snap my legs together, or moan at his continued touch. Because, no matter the torment inside me, I still want him. So much it hurts.
He smooths my dress back down over my thighs and rises up, but he’s as close as ever. His chest brushes against mine, teasing over my nipples which are sensitised in the aftermath and willing him to do more.
